Submissions by uhtobeconcealable
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Sun Burn
I never understood, at least not fully, why people find darkness such a deadly thing. Its the light that burns and leaves you thirsty.
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Green Gold Eyes
I sit and smell the blanket you favour. The husky, sweet scent of you lingers. I drape myself in its soft warmth, feeling comforted but hungry.
Wet kisses, small in sensitive places. I try to stroke you but you bite. You lick me to be caring, but it hurts! Moods as changing and fickle as the Shoreline. You often lay on me, weighing me down. Then you sleep with that whore, not two doors down.
Your actions say you love me, but the words are inaudible. By the very nature of you, they tell me, you cannot love just one. You do not dally with the boy, as he is unkind to you....
Wet kisses, small in sensitive places. I try to stroke you but you bite. You lick me to be caring, but it hurts! Moods as changing and fickle as the Shoreline. You often lay on me, weighing me down. Then you sleep with that whore, not two doors down.
Your actions say you love me, but the words are inaudible. By the very nature of you, they tell me, you cannot love just one. You do not dally with the boy, as he is unkind to you....
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